On Writing Effortlessly & Why I Can’t Stop

Writing,
It begins with a feeling,
sometimes on the fringes,
sometimes intensely.

it’s like a burning
it propels me to movement.
sometimes I awaken out of
sleep with words and images, or
feelings to capture.

if only a feeling,
stretching into it,
I can begin to see or hear words.
Sometimes they come on as
a blur,
and the feeling needs revisiting.
Other times like fireworks
they explode so fast,
and are gone in a flash.

If I have a keyboard,
or scrap of paper,
I can begin to record,
as would a scribe.
if the writing begins
to need effort,
i leave it for another time.
effortless effort.

if at a place where
i cannot record the words,
all I need to do is
drop
back
into that feeling
in my heart.
and the
words all pour out,
as if from a spout.

A year ago,
a writer I
was not.
Now,
I
cannot
seem
to
stop…

See This Flow of Words for more that is similar.

Now I can also see more clearly the serendipity of choosing the following song for my theme for 2016. A song that has a beautifully building crescendo of both volume and rhythm of the drum at the onset. Then there is considerable softening of the music. Love it!

“Can’t Stop” by Red Hot Chili Peppers

[edited for emphasis & official video at end]

Can’t stop, addicted to the shindig
Chop top, he says I’m gonna win big
Choose not a life of imitation
Distant cousin to the reservation

…

In time, I want to be your best friend
Eastside love is living on the West End
Knock out, but boy you better come to
Don’t die, you know the truth is some do
Go write your message on the pavement
Burn so bright, I wonder what the wave meant
White heat is screaming in the jungle
Complete the motion if you stumble
Go ask the dust for any answers
…
[Chorus:]
The world I love
The tears I drop
To be part of
The wave can’t stop
Ever wonder if it’s all for you
The world I love
The trains I hop
To be part of
The wave can’t stop

Come and tell me when it’s time to
Sweetheart is bleeding in the snow cone
So smart, she’s leading me to ozone
Music, the great communicator
Use two sticks to make it in the nature
I’ll get you into penetration
The gender of a generation
The birth of every other nation
Worth your weight the gold of meditation
This chapter’s gonna be a close one
Smoke rings, I know you’re gonna blow one
All on a spaceship persevering
Use my hands for everything but steering
Can’t stop, the spirits when they need you*
Mop tops are happy when they feed you
J. Butterfly is in the treetop
Birds that blow the meaning into bebop

[Chorus]

Wait a minute I’m passing out
Win or lose, just like you
Far more shocking
Than anything I ever knew
How ’bout you
10 more reasons
Why I need somebody new, just like you
Far more shocking
Than anything I ever knew
Right on cue

[repeat of first stanza]

Kick start the golden generator
Sweet talk, but don’t intimidate her
Can’t stop the gods from engineering
Feel no need for any interfering
Your image in the dictionary
This life is more than ordinary
Can I get 2 maybe even 3 of these
Comin’ from space
To teach you of the Pleiades
Can’t stop the spirits when they need you
This life is more than just a read-through